rarely-sober-insomniac
Rarely Sober Insomniac
rarely-sober-insomniac

“How’d you find the first episode of that GoT thing?”

I once saw a man I disliked intensely sit on his own balls.

I, for one, can’t wait to piddle all over the place as ol’ Norm again.

You can have talent, be successful, and still be entirely wrong about something.

Mentally ill man publicly makes questionable choice again, media frenzy ensues.

Alright, I refuse to believe that “hooing” isn’t just leaning out your car window and hooting like a fucking lunatic while racing down the road.

I, uh.

Finland seems cool.

motherfucker

I still have flashbacks over the BSG fat suit season arc.

“I have been a full goober and it has finally dawned on me that said goobery is going to have consequences.”

And only the one, just the singular and solo boob!

I’m going to take a bold stance and say that Kanye West is a really dumb guy.

The idea that people have “forgot” about the flu, about cancers, about whatever the fuck happens to be killing people at any particular moment, is utter bullshit. Covid is happening at the same time as all those other things and is something, through vaccination and safe behaviors, that individual human beings can

Money, too, is made up as fuck. Doesn’t stop people from obsessing over it.

For science.

“The newcomers call themselves humans and say they come in peace!  Also, they insist we do the greeting ceremony every time that we meet with them!”

Invasion of personal space unprompted and a sniff-sniff-sniff, or a hollered “compliment” about someone else’s body sans previous encouragement would be good lines for you not to cross in the future.

“If I was bigger I’d chase and kill every single person on this ship. Even Booker.”

“Long after humankind had made tenous peace with the Machines, victims of the infamous Cavern of Farts festivals still dealt with the aftereffects. Some couldn’t rest unless piled upon other people like sleeping puppies. And others would fly into a wild burst of uncontrolled and a-rythmic moshing at the merest whiff